Famous – 21 Savage
Rags to riches, n_gga came from the bottom
Hood rats, now a n_gga f_ckin’ on models
Ridin’ in the foreign, remember ridin’ on MARTA
Grind got harder and my mind got smarter
I was gettin’ bags for the cheap
When I ain’t had money, I was robbin’, n_gga
I was gettin’ bags for the free
21 Gang, they were right beside me
And they still with me, n_gga, I’m on TV
Couple n_ggas switched up, b_tched up, f_ck ’em
I can’t go nowhere without a pistol or a rubber
I’m too, too player to put a b_tch before my brother
I’m too street smart, n_gga, to serve a undercover
N_ggas tryna clone a n_gga’s sh_t, damn, woah
Used to drive a hotbox, sh_t, Lambo
N_ggas want a handout, sh_t, mine broke
I grinded for this sh_t, I grinded for this sh_t
Can’t change on my game, n_ggas still here
Kinda hard to change my ways ’cause the sh_t real
N_ggas rappin’ ’bout sh_t they ain’t even lived
N_ggas lyin’, I can hear it in their ad-libs
I’m poppin’ Percocets, b_tch, not Advil
It’s kinda f_cked up what they did to Black, damn
If I catch him in the trap, I’ma whack him
I catch that boy in traffic, n_gga, I’ma whack him
N_gga, try to keep up with this fashion
Makin’ sure my kids happy
They dependent on their daddy
Tryin’ not to let the streets distract me
I know it’s bumps in the road like acne
Had to sell dope, I couldn’t be an athlete
I’m a solid young n_gga, you can ask C
The internet ain’t gon’ help you understand me
I’m a street n_gga, yeah I’m famous
I’m a rapper, n_gga, and I’m gangbangin’
Everybody kill a n_gga, what you claimin’?
Everybody get it with your n_gga flamin’
All these chains on a n_gga like I’m stranglin’
Ran off with your money, n_gga, guess we straight then
You knockoff gangbangers ain’t bangin’
In the hood everyday, I’m hangin’
And I come through when the gang need
And I wear shades so they can’t see
And I pay them lawyers and the bond fees
N_gga one thousand, I’m beyond G
I put my main b_tch inside Givenchy
N_ggas still askin’, “Can you front me?”
My old ho sayin’, “Boy you growed up”
Promethazine, it got a n_gga slowed up
Too solid, p_ssy n_ggas can’t disclose us
Went and seen Eliante, and he froze us
I’m too street to walk around with my nose up
Especially to the n_ggas knew me ‘fore I blowed up
Savage Mode drop, now my price’ll go up
Streets cold, n_gga, they ain’t showin’ no love
N_ggas get in front of judge and they fold up
Face shot, hit that boy with the whole dub
I’m a street n_gga, yeah I’m famous
I’m a rapper, n_gga, and I’m gangbangin’
Everybody kill a n_gga, what you claimin’?
Everybody get it with your n_gga flamin’
All these chains on a n_gga like I’m stranglin’
Ran off with your money, n_gga, guess we straight then
You knockoff gangbangers ain’t bangin’
In the hood everyday, I’m hangin’
Couple n_ggas switched up, b_tched up, f_ck ’em
I can’t go nowhere without a pistol or a rubber
I’m too, too player to put a b_tch before my brother
I’m too street smart, n_gga, to serve a undercover
